PoemsBrowse PoemsSlamsFresh DropEchoes
LearnWriting TipsPoetry TermsPoets & ArtistsBooksFor Teachers
ExplorePoetry GenomePoem MapEchoesTake ActionGroups
AboutWrite a PoemDonateSign UpLog In

Breathing Cinders


We are the wild reckless youth Dismissing any thought to atone Ignorant to the lessons of couth We hide amid a collapsing throne To your crown I add my gems Witness in them my stories and tales How I have only ever been condemned Beneath it all, we are equally frail With you this is dangerous Feeding sparks to what has been forgotten Try, but you will never change us You gnaw at what’s long been rotten Provoking the demons, they manifest Disguised as shadows doused in flames Only by you are they possessed Beleaguering me, clinging to my frame Setting fire to my insides for fun The air is tainted with ashes I heave in through corrupted lungs Smothered in pain, my being thrashes Caked in your filth, sprinkled with lies By the hair you take what is pure And with a smile watch as it dies Knowing I remain entangled in your lure My blood has mixed with yours Accompanying the refuse and a tear Despite having boarded all the doors Your beasts forever thrive in my fear I find in myself only a silhouette Charred from the passing inferno A lifeless face you will soon forget A faded figure from long ago You are the wild reckless youth Sheltering your mind from your heart Again I will force away the truth Again I will forge my own place to start
©All Rights Reserved

Something wrong with this poem?

Share

Replies are closed for this poem.

If you or someone you know is struggling, you are not alone.

988 Suicide & Crisis Lifeline — call or text 988, 24/7. Crisis Text Line — text HELLO to 741741.

addisonmc521

View all poems →

Your Poem's Voice

See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.

Comments (0)

Comments are closed for this poem.